Ten years ago, she separated from him and thought she would never see him again.
Ten years later, she met him and just wished she could never see him again.
She said, ten years is really a long time, so long that you are no longer you.
He smiled, a moment of white hair is just a blink of an eye, and ten years is just a blink of an eye. Look, you are still as beautiful as ever.
She said that she really hoped that things were different and people were different, which was a lie.
He smiled, and he had no choice but to accept the unpredictable nature of the world.
She said, I hate you.
He smiles, I love you.